Thunder Storm

Thunder Storm

The symphony eases into dramatic theme

Drawing imaginations to an eerie scene

The percussion session comes alive

With the ever persistent melody’s drive

Until at last a boom from the bass drum

Shakes us from the hypnotic rhythmic hum

The horns flash and suspense builds more

The violins buzz like it’s starting to pour

Soon all instruments are fully engaged

The conductor moving like a man enraged

As soon as it seems the building will fall

The crescendo ends and silence is all

Until a flute doth lightly break through

Hope is restored by the breath that blew

The conductor now calm bows to his crew

The crowd erupts after taking his cue

The storm rolls off to some distant shore

I close the curtain and worry no more